Poetry

My Situation

By 24th July 2013December 9th, 2019No Comments

It wasn’t their fault,
Nor was it mine,
A situation ,
That developed over time!

It ate away slowly,
Dragged me to another place,
Would look in the mirror,
And not recognise the face!

Drinking – Fighting,
Causing destruction,
Turning in for work still drunk,
On sites of construction!

Relationships came,
Relationships went,
Seems like pushing people away,
Was my only intent!

Pack a bag,
Get away,
Mask is slipping,
Mood is dipping!

I’m there again,
Peering into the hole,
It’s bottomless, cold,
And it took my soul!

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